Love conquers all; let us surrender to Love.
The Britons are quite separated from all the world.
The gates of Hell are open night and day; smooth the descent, and easy is the way: but, to return, and view the cheerful skies; in this, the task and mighty labor lies.
Such is the love of praise, so great the anxiety for victory.
Roman, remember that you shall rule the nations by your authority, for this is to be your skill, to make peace the custom, to spare the conquered, and to wage war until the haughty are brought low.
Curst greed of gold, what crimes thy tyrant power has caused.
Each person, makes their own terrible passion their God.
Trust not the horse, O Trojans. Be it what it may, I fear the Grecians even when they offer gifts.
No day shall erase you from the memory of time.
Oh you who are born of the gods, easy is the descent into Hell. The door of darkness stands open day and night. But to retrace your steps, and come back out into the brightness above, that is the work, that is the labor.
Fortunate is he whose mind has the power to probe the causes of things and trample underfoot all terrors and inexorable fate.
Age steals away all things, even the mind.
Who can blind lover’s eyes?
Not being untutored in suffering, I learn to pity those in affliction.
Is there so much anger in the minds of the gods?
What a lot of work it was to found the Roman race.
If only Jupiter would restore me those bygone years.
We need to thank all of our troops, and particularly those for whom we can never express enough gratitude for they have given their lives so that all of us may be free and that our democracy can be a shining light for the rest of the world.
For more than two centuries, the defenders of liberty have put their lives on the line, because they have known that we cannot take our freedoms for granted.
It is a sign of the times that the absence of meaningful ID requirements in many states leaves our voting process vulnerable to fraud and allows legal votes to be cancelled out by illegally cast ballots.